This is the oldest story, it reruns on late-night TV.
You won’t leave her, you won’t leave me,
And I can’t leave you, either.
We are a famous triangle, one I call Bermuda.
We’re lost in some dense fog called love,
adrift, no oars, no sail.
While currents bring you safe to shore
and you go back to family,
I celebrate the coming year in black and white, alone.
If I were smart, I would resolve to leave us far behind.
But heartstrings are too tangled up to disentwine.
We’re better off this way.
We will remain a close-kept secret everybody knows.
Though we appear to live apart,
I’d die before I’d let you die alone.
From Wikipedia: Katharine Hepburn (1907–2003) and Spencer Tracy (1900–1967) were a legendary cinematic couple, both on- and off-screen. They starred in nine films together, and had an affair — an open secret in Hollywood — that lasted 26 years, ending only with Tracy’s death.(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katharine_Hepburn_and_Spencer_Tracy)
They never married and lived separately.
published in Write Under the Moon
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